Kathydo’s Weblog

I fear that I will spend my whole life looking to recreate that feeling that I had strolling on an arched bridge.

I cannot figure out how to listen to my heart or my head so I act in haste and let snap judgements and sentences guide me.

I am trying to remember the last time I felt awed.

I love that you cherish your friends and speak highly of them because they are dear to you. I want you to know you are beautiful too.

I can count the friends I truly want to keep on less than 1 hand.

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